Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 142 141. Miss Xia Mi’s final strategy (4)

Section 5: Jormungandr

"The mobile phone signal in the subway is really bad." The girl leaned quietly on the bench under the dim light, fiddling with the mobile phone in her hand. There was indeed a problem with the signal of that thing. Even QQ messages could not be sent. She still wanted to talk to her senior brother. Let’s talk about postponement of tonight’s candlelight dinner until tomorrow.

She was wearing a plain white dress, her waist was tightened, and her waist had a smooth and beautiful curve. When she stretched her waist slightly, her mutton-fat white jade-like skin was looming.

This is obviously the platform of a subway station from a very old era. The subway track is not even closed. The wind blowing from the end of the deep passage lifts Xia Mi's forehead hair and sometimes smoothes the slightly layered pleats. .

Xia Mi held her chin with one hand and yawned. Water seemed to overflow from her jewel-like eyes. Her long black ink-like hair was rolling in the wind, and her plain white skirt was also rolling, like flowers blooming in the snow. . When the wind blew up the skirt, the straight and delicate calves seemed to be flowing with beautiful light. The feet were wearing house slippers that seemed to be one size too big. The crystal shell-like toes were red with cold, and the slender ankles were tied with silver anklets. Bells, bells jingle when the wind blows.

Kassel College issued temporary tasks to every student who participated in the operation. Xia Mi asked Zero, and the three teams received instructions to gather outside the Pingguoyuan subway station in the evening to prepare for operation support.

She was not actually worried about the fall of the Nibelungen, but the Camarilla was coming in force, and it was said that they had deployed a secret weapon known as the "Monster Under the Ice." The news that Fenrir was in this city had spread throughout the mixed-race world, and she couldn't help but not take it to heart. Xia Mi has always been the best at learning among her brothers. After living in the human world for nineteen years, she already knows that today's humans are no longer the humans of the past. Their society and civilization are developing rapidly. , in the context of the industrial age, even the Dragon King may be attacked by oversaturated thermal weapons and fall.

Constructing the Nibelungs has never been Shami's specialty, and Fenrir's dull mind is not capable of such detailed work, so loopholes often appear in her home's existence. Faced with almost all mixed-race people in the world, When planting, Xia Mi decided to reconstruct the place.

It is so old that the wind from a thousand years ago is still blowing out of the tunnel.

This Nibelung has to act according to a certain set of rules that even Xia Mi cannot control, so even if she has passed the gap between reality and illusion, she still has to wait on the platform for the train to see her off. The subway home roared out from the depths of darkness.

Soon Xia Mi realized that something seemed to have happened. Her control over the world was declining. The rails did not vibrate, and there was no roar of engines from deep in the tunnel. The subway was unprecedentedly absent.

The fluorescent lights suddenly started flashing fiercely, and the air was filled with cold wind and small white snake-like electric currents. The electric currents shot out and buzzed like a swarm, and the whole world became absurd and bizarre.

Xia Mi stood up slowly. She was not considered the most powerful among the Dragon Kings, and her perception of her brothers was also slightly inferior. However, the Nibelung was where the throne was, and she could feel something invading. here.

The cold wind and the lightning in the humid air are the roar of the elements when the monarchs on two different thrones appear, which means that two gods are coming today.

Xia Mi's little face with some pudgy baby fat suddenly became solemn. The dusk of the gods is about to advance, and a sound like the roaring of war drums on an ancient battlefield is played on this platform.

That was the heart belonging to Jörmungandr that was slowly reviving. As the heart suddenly became stronger and stronger, the ancient king was regaining her majesty. The huge cracking sound resounded through half of the Nibelungen at this moment. , that sound came from Xia Mi's body, as if something was broken.

It was true that something was broken.

Those were her bones, those delicate, girly bones. But after they were shattered, they came together again, biting tightly like chains made of steel. Although they still supported the appearance of the human girl, the dragon's power squeezed out of her bones could no longer be hidden.

This state is very similar to the dragon bone state inspired by Lu Mingfei, but it is more perfect and more powerful, because it is the dragon king's body replacing the human body.

It was as if the cold wind blowing from the far north of Siberia was biting, the electricity in the air crackled, and a violent rainstorm suddenly descended on this platform.

But Xia Mi's body was as hot as steel, and every drop of cold rain that fell evaporated the moment it touched her body, turning into mist that seemed to rise from the end of the world.

There is another king's domain that is connecting with this Nibelung, and there is some kind of force that is trying to tear a wound like a golden wheel and a chasm from reality, straight into the heart of the Nibelung.

Xia Mi slowly raised his lowered head. His thick, weaving eyelids trembled. As his eyelids were raised, they slowly rose. The shadows that covered his bright eyes also receded. In the raging rain curtain, , the majestic golden color pierces the thick fog.

The golden light radiating from the pair of sun-like dragon eyes reflected in the water mist, which made the girl seem to be covered with a firefly-like shimmer. Her facial features became so charming, but also revealed the majesty of a king. The slender and exquisite body is condensed with a mountain-like power that can only be looked up to.

The heavy rain that fell in the Nibelungs came and went quickly, probably because it was expelled by Jormungandr, but Shami slowly looked up to the sky and the earth and looked around, as if an ancient soul in his body was awakening and wanted to rekindle. Look at the world. Her eyes were so beautiful at the moment, but there was no warmth at all for a moment, but only for a moment, the agility that belonged to Xia Mi returned to those eyes.

This is really incredible. At almost the same time, two things as great as Jormungandr were trying to enter this Nibelung. Someone knocked on the door of the kingdom of the dead, but it was not the twilight of the gods at this moment.

The girl fiddled with her mobile phone again, and the signal was somewhat restored at this time, but a whole day had passed, and the senior brother still did not reply to her message.

Jörmungandr is actually a very sensitive Dragon King, and Xia Mi is also a very sensitive girl. She silently looked at the big bear in the friend list who did not show offline status, her eyes were lowered again, and there was no stubborn expression on her face. The expression, but the eyes of the princess's bright and peach-like face were a little red.

"Norma, I want to know the college's specific plan for executing the action." The golden color in Xia Mi's eyes was so blazing, as blazing as the fire burning across the mountains, and her voice was light, like a harmonica played by a girl under the Alps.

But she couldn't get a response from Norma. Of course, the dragon slayer named Hilbert Jean Angers had already dug graves for all the dragons and found their destination in their destiny. . When the dragon king named Jormungandr returned to her own lair, the connection between the king of earth and mountains and the world was completely severed.

Xia Mi slowly raised his head, as if he wanted to see the eye hanging in the sky everywhere in the world through the barrier between the not-so-high ceiling and the world.

She was exposed. Yes, at this moment, she knew she was exposed.

"We have to get out of here." Xia Mi said, her voice still thin and soft, as if the so-called Jörmungandr was just a dream.

She could feel who was invading the Nibelungs. Odin's breath was the breath of God she was most familiar with because she had observed him for a long time. Odin's domain was connecting with Shami's domain. An inevitable war will soon break out between them.

At this time, she felt that she had to make a choice. She had to return to Fenrir. He was the other twin on the throne of the King of Earth and Mountain. He was even far more powerful than Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire. He can protect Xia Mi at this moment, and Odin can't compete with Fenrir.

The girl's plain white shadow jumped into the dark passage. Before leaving, she took one last look at her phone and then carefully stuffed it into her small handbag.

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"Sometimes the equipment department can actually produce some useful things." Xia Mi was trudging on the subway track leading deep into the Nibelungen. She had walked this road many times because it was the way home. , Fenrir was waiting for her at home. There was darkness all around, and the Nibelung was under attack. Its functions were severely damaged. Even Xia Mi could no longer understand its rules, and could no longer even use the searchlights on the walls to illuminate her.

The idiots in the equipment department at least did not transform the tools distributed to the members of the action team into bombs. The small flashlight that has been hanging on the key chain has been used until now.

Xia Mi awakened the heart of the Dragon King in Jörmungandr, and also awakened the dragon bones in her body, but she was still Xia Mi's soul, or maybe Jörmungandr was actually Xia Mi.

The girl was wearing slippers, and her bare ankles and toes were all red from the cold. There was a crimson light shining on the rock wall in front of her, and the turbulent flow of elements that invaded from the real world lifted up her skirt, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

But Xia Mi suddenly stopped. The railway track came to an end here. The train that was supposed to pick her up at the platform was overturned and torn apart by the terrifying force. Dense scars were all over the metal shell of the thing, bronze. Fine dust covered the body of the steel giant, and Xia Mi was stunned.

Because she suddenly found herself standing on hot cinders, and the bronze dust was swept deeper into the Nibelungs like mist by the wind, like dandelions being blown away. The twisted rails spread in all directions, like a group of steel snakes, with a deadly beauty in their ferociousness.

The Dragon King is not the only living creature in the Nibelungs. After the collapse of the dragon civilization and the end of the era, all the dragons living in this world died, but there was still a creature called the Kamaita who served as Jörmungandr. Servants, they are all dead now. In a very short period of time, it was like a fire fell from the sky and completely destroyed them. Those bronze dust are the residue after they were burned. The smell of death is so strong that it is almost nauseating. .

A low roar came from Xia Mi's throat, like an enraged lioness.

In the darkness further ahead, on the only way to where Fenrir is, the railway tracks were affected by something and became red hot. The iron-red light illuminated the darkness like a hell, with dozens of rugged and deformed black shadows. He stood with his head bowed, like a believer in prayer. But their forms are like gods or demons, ferocious and terrifying, with hot dragon blood flowing in each body. They are products controlled by the alchemical matrix. Even the Dragon King who is born to control Deadpool cannot distort them. will and the instructions they receive.

Today, the evil spirits only receive one order.

Kill that girl!

The howling wind was swept up by the elemental tide, and the black shadows slowly raised their heads, as if dozens of xenon lamps were lit. The brilliant golden color carried an inexplicable deathly silence and the threat that even Xia Mi would become serious.

After the gas valve was opened, the sound of gas leaking sounded from all directions. It was like a curse. The silver steam blocked all Xia Mi's escape routes in just a few seconds. Her expression became more serious. Someone injected it here. After absorbing a huge amount of mercury vapor, mercury is highly toxic to dragons, but not necessarily to immortals. She has stepped into the trap prepared for her by the secret party.

At the same time, there was a faint sound of metal colliding above Xia Mi's head. That sound was the sound of the gun hitting the primer. The sky-blocking barrage poured down from the top of the tunnel. For a moment, it was like a violent flow of metal! Xia Mi's pupils shrank slightly. She is someone who has experienced the war era. She knows that as long as the dragon slayer raises the shotgun, he will definitely shoot out a mountain of murderous intent. Everything he does is to completely kill the person they are hunting. dragon.

But at this moment, she was still surprised by the power of the academy. In such a short period of time, the Camarilla not only invaded the Nibelungs, but also prepared mercury vapor valves and a powerful aircraft gun installed above the tunnel. Heavy machine gun.

The sound of gunfire was like a thunderstorm, and the barrage cut diagonally like a peerless sword cutting through the red-hot cinders at the girl's feet.

But the girl was just walking slowly in the rain of bullets. She neither looked up at the sky nor showed an angry face. She just hissed out a high-pitched language. That language was an ancient and powerful speaking spirit, one that seemed to destroy everything and seemed to want to destroy everything. The field that burns everything suddenly expands with the girl as the center, and the majestic power like a mountain bursts out in this realm of words and spirits. Every bullet fired by the heavy machine guns installed at high altitudes is a mercury-core alchemy armor-piercing bullet. The initial speed is already far beyond the speed of sound. Any direct hit can break several centimeters of steel plates, but in that thick field, they cannot move forward.

It was not like the King of Bronze and Fire who rapidly magnetized and manipulated the metal in the field, but more like countless powerful hands ferociously reaching out and holding the bullets falling from the sky, and they were spinning around in the field. He could carve a crack into the edge or completely tear the domain apart, but it was all in vain. The warhead was emitting a high-heat red light. From Xia Mi's position, it looked like stars falling all over the sky.

The bullet couldn't touch Xia Mi, but only hit her feet. The cinders immediately flew to the height of a person. She really looked like an angel in a white dress returning from the ruins, but the angel suddenly waved his palm, and all the bullets exploded with a bang. When burned, the impurities turned into dust and were blown away by the wind, and each bullet turned into bright droplets. These droplets gathered in Xia Mi's empty palm, forming the unique sickle-like appearance of the God of Death.

There are not many conceptual weapons in the world. Kungunir in Odin's hand is considered one, and the sickle in Xia Mi's hand is considered half.

Its concept is, death!

There was a hint of condescending disdain on Xia Mi's face. It was because God saw mortals building the Tower of Babel and could easily destroy their efforts.

Her steps were light, like a Luo Shen wading through the water with bare feet. Every step she took was stepping on the steel brackets that were originally used to fix the rails in the cinders. She was like stepping on fallen leaves on the water, forming clusters of leaves. ripple.

The barrage of steel was not enough to harm the monarch on the throne. The sickle was held in his hand and waved with red-hot light, and the blazing wind blew towards the black shadows, like the wind of death blowing towards his face.

But the reason why a trap is a trap is because it can trap the prey until the hunters arrive with shotguns to harvest the life of the prey.

The immortals were standing quietly in the darkness, but at this moment, every distorted monster heard the sound of some kind of mechanical operation behind their necks, like the movement of gears biting and turning, subtle, but present. Some injection devices were implanted in the back of their necks, and those devices contained a small amount of dragon blood, the blood of Dragon King Norton. After Xia Mi was briefly pinned down in the narrow passage, Angers activated the device.

This blood can help the immortal become a more dangerous hunter.

After a few seconds of deathly silence, the immortals roared in pain, and their bones grew again. Some even completely lost their human appearance and turned into the form of dragons, like a group of demons dancing around. It is also like an evil spirit crawling out of the flames of hell, vowing to drag God into hell as well.

High-pitched chants resounded in the tunnel, and the intact rails twisted like uneasy snakes.

Xia Mi finally became frightened. After many years, she still remembered the fear of being dominated by the Black Supreme. The words chanted by all the immortals at the same time were,

emperor!

The power of the dragon's blood was cut away from the girl's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. She swept the scythe towards the group of machine guns that were still roaring like thunder. Immediately, only the chanting of dragon words was left in the world, and the immortals were fanning. The membrane wings levitated, or crawled on the ground in an attacking posture. In their eyes, the god became extremely weak.

They can kill her!

The evil spirits also became crazy at this moment.

A sharp roar came from the girl's mouth, and her body became ferocious and majestic at an alarming speed. Clusters of golden needles emerged from under the skin, stretching out into golden scales like a blooming flower. The Supreme Word Spirit suppressed her Power, but she was not at full strength in the first place. At this moment, Jörmungandr's dragon body was slowly armed on the girl's body like armor.

As a result, I worked overtime today and my head feels dizzy.

I originally wrote 7,000 words, but I didn’t have time to make detailed revisions, so I’ll post part of it first, and I found that I couldn’t complete this paragraph in one chapter.

Then finish the plot that should be finished today tomorrow, and then step up to enter the third line of the dragon.

Deeply ashamed.